Chapter 7
Getting a certificate is a physical job, and by the time I finished it, it was already past mealtime.
Ji Ruan became distracted when he was hungry and huddled in the back seat of the car without any strength. Gu Xiuyi next to him, on the other hand, didn't seem to have changed at all and still sat upright.
The driver had been let go by Gu Xiuyi, and now Song Ling was driving himself. He fastened his seat belt, glanced at the rearview mirror, and asked, "How are we going now, boss?"
Gu Xiuyi glanced at his watch and asked Ji Ruan, "What do you want to eat?"
What to eat?
Ji Ruan didn't know how to answer at once. He was so hungry that he wanted to eat everything.
Gu Xiuyi waited for two seconds, but as expected, there was no response.
He was almost accustomed to Ji Ruan's obedient way of doing things based on her mood, and without raising his head, he reached out to touch the hair by Ji Ruan's ear.
But I didn’t encounter it this time.
Ji Ruan intercepted the opportunity halfway.
Gu Xiuyi looked up. Ji Ruan was holding his wrists with both hands. Each finger was very beautiful. Gu Xiuyi's skin color was already fair compared to most men, but Ji Ruan was still much whiter than him, as if he had never been exposed to the sun.
Ji Ruan pursed her lips and looked a little helpless: "I heard it this time, but I haven't thought about it yet."
“…”
Gu Xiuyi retracted his hand and subconsciously touched his wrist: "Then think about it again."
The place on his wrist where Ji Ruan touched was still cold. Gu Xiuyi was a little frightened. It was the first time he met someone with such a low body temperature.
...However, he had never had physical contact with many people.
Maybe it's just because he has a high body temperature.
Ji Ruan leaned back in his chair and looked out the window, thinking for a while, then suddenly glanced at his phone and said, "I want to eat fried chicken."
Gu Xiuyi was also looking at his phone. Hearing this, he said indifferently, "Stop making trouble."
"This...what's going on?" Ji Ruan turned sideways to face Gu Xiuyi, with both hands on the seat: "Can't I eat fried chicken?"
Only then did Gu Xiuyi turn his gaze to Ji Ruan and realized that this kid seemed to be serious.
"Don't you feel bored?" Gu Xiuyi asked.
"No," Ji Ruan tilted her head back, staring at Gu Xiuyi with her big eyes, "Well... maybe I ate too much, but the last time I ate it was in junior high school, and now I can hardly remember what it tasted like."
As if he was going to discuss things seriously with Gu Xiuyi, he moved slightly, his soft hair rubbing against the back of the chair: "Can't I be a little more unrestrained?"
These words are half true and half false. It is unknown when was the last time Ji Ruan in the book ate fried chicken, but he himself could not eat fried food due to illness. So now that he has a barely healthy body, Ji Ruan was eager to try it.
Gu Xiuyi looked at Ji Ruan without saying a word.
Not to mention junior high school, he has never eaten fried chicken in his life and has lived to this age. He totally doesn't understand why children nowadays are so fond of those fried foods that have a strong taste and are not delicious.
But Ji Ruan called eating fried chicken "indulging yourself", so does eating a few pieces of cheap chicken count as being indulgent?
When Gu Xiuyi thought of this, he couldn't say no.
Ji Ruan is a person who doesn't pursue much in normal times, but once he wants something, he must get it. Moreover, he always says only three points when he wants seven points, and he is fickle and manipulates others.
He sat there relaxedly, and said casually, "Today is Thursday."
What's wrong with Thursday? Gu Xiuyi loves to work all year round, and even statutory holidays have no special meaning to him.
"so?"
“So it’s KFC’s Crazy Thursday.”
“…”
"What is that?" Gu Xiuyi really felt that there was a generation gap.
Why go crazy on Thursday? Why not work overtime?
Ji Ruan thought for a moment: "A kind of promotion?"
Gu Xiuyi turned his head and said, "I don't eat things on sale."
"Pfft..." Ji Ruan was amused by the boss's natural and artificial picky attitude, "Oh, it's just an activity, an activity."
What kind of activity is this? It’s just a means for businessmen to make profits.
Gu Xiuyi glanced at the dimples on Ji Ruan's face when she smiled. Only a kid who loves to join in the fun would laugh along with her.
Ji Ruan laughed enough and started staring at Gu Xiuyi again. He kept staring at him until Gu Xiuyi said nothing.
Gu Xiuyi simply couldn't bear to watch it.
Won’t it be sore if you keep your eyes that big open all the time?
He avoided her gaze and pinched his brows hard: "Go, go, go - Song Ling, find a nearby one."
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Fifteen minutes later, Gu Xiuyi sat in a booth on the second floor of a KFC in the business district with an expressionless face.
He was wearing a full suit after a meeting at the company, which was out of place in the atmosphere of the store and attracted many stealthy glances.
But there is no word "regret" in Gu Xiuyi's dictionary. He has come, and he has promised to accompany Ji Ruan to eat fried chicken, so he will always accompany him. Other people's eyes are not important.
It was past mealtime, and there were fewer customers in the restaurant than during peak hours, but most of them were young and energetic students, some were catching up on their summer homework, and some were young couples on dates.
After getting the certificate, Ji Ruan changed back into his T-shirt and shorts. He sat opposite Gu Xiuyi, scanning the QR code with his mobile phone to place an order, and perfectly integrated into the atmosphere of the store.
Gu Xiuyi was as abrupt as a needle stuck inside.
Although there is no regret in the dictionary, but...
Gu Xiuyi took a deep breath, took out his cell phone, opened the financial news and tried to calm down.
Ji Ruan roughly selected a set meal and was about to place the order when he suddenly remembered that he had already spent a huge sum of 21 yuan to treat Han Xiaolin to beef noodles today.
Gu Xiuyi was completely immersed in the charm of financial news, but there was a burning gaze from the opposite side that could not be ignored.
When I raised my head, I met Ji Ruan's big, soft eyes, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly.
Gu Xiuyi: “?”
Ji Ruan spoke in a normal tone, as if he was talking to a good friend: "I remember you said you wanted to treat me to a meal?"
Gu Xiuyi: “…”
He didn't say that.
But has Ji Ruan practiced some long-lost technique of not blinking? As long as Gu Xiuyi doesn't avoid it, he can keep staring at him.
Stare at you until you soften your heart.
Gu Xiuyi sighed and handed over his cell phone.
Ji Ruan immediately smiled with dimples and took it with both hands: "Thank you for the treat."
He quickly scanned the code and added the set meal he liked to the shopping cart, then asked Gu Xiuyi, "What do you want to eat?"
Gu Xiuyi just watched Ji Ruan's slender fingers tapping quickly on his mobile phone, and the skin where her fingertips touched the screen was reflected in the fluorescent light with a snow-white color.
He had no interest in fast food and said casually, "Coffee, please."
Ji Ruan looked up: "That's it?"
"Um."
It turns out that the coffee in the fast food restaurant is not to Gu's taste either, it's too sweet.
He took two symbolic sips and put it aside, propping up his chin and watching Ji Ruan eat.
Ji Ruan's way of eating while gnawing on the chicken leg was a little different from his usual way of eating. Although his sitting posture was still upright and his eating manner was still elegant, his cheeks were puffed out even more and he wiped his mouth more vigorously, his lips turned red.
Gu Xiuyi stared at the red lip beads for a long time, and asked without thinking: "Why do you always like to press your lip beads?"
"What?" Ji Ruan didn't hear clearly and looked confused.
Gu Xiuyi covered his lips and coughed, then looked aside: "Nothing, eat."
It was summer vacation and there were many student couples sitting in the store. Gu Xiuyi glanced at them casually, and as if he was suddenly reminded of something, he tapped the table.
Ji Ruan looked up.
Gu Xiuyi: "After eating, follow me to go somewhere."
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It was a hot summer day and the air conditioning in the shopping malls in the business district was turned on very low. Ji Ruan started coughing again as soon as he entered.
Gu Xiuyi led Ji Ruan forward while listening to him coughing weakly. Finally, he couldn't help but patted him on the back and asked, "What's wrong with your throat?"
Ji Ruan covered his neck with his hands, frowned, and said hoarsely: "The air conditioner is too low, the fried chicken...maybe a little salty..."
Gu Xiuyi thought of the row of small bones that Ji Ruan had just gnawed out, and the large glass of ice cola, and sneered: "Serves you right."
It’s all spicy food, if he doesn’t feel uncomfortable, who will?
Ji Ruan: “…………”
Gu Xiuyi took Ji Ruan into a luxury jewelry store. Ji Ruan blinked: "?"
Gu Xiuyi said as a matter of course: "Buy a wedding ring."
"Ah..." Ji Ruan frowned and leaned against the wall: "But I'm so tired, I don't want to move."
He didn’t know if it was because he had run around too many places that day, or because he was too focused on eating the chicken leg just now, but Ji Ruan was very tired and wanted to sleep. The air conditioning here was so low that it made his throat uncomfortable.
Gu Xiuyi looked at Ji Ruan's pale lips and said calmly, "I didn't ask you to move. Sit down and choose."
Although it was Gu Xiuyi who took Ji Ruan to buy a wedding ring, it was actually Gu Xiuyi who chose, and he was very picky and difficult to please.
Ji Ruan randomly pointed out a few styles, but the man was not satisfied with any of them.
After looking at several new products that the manager strongly recommended, Gu Xiuyi was still not interested and finally asked for custom orders.
Ji Ruan was half leaning on the sofa, holding a glass and drinking water. From his angle, he could see Gu Xiuyi's profile, with an expression that was very serious and focused.
But this kind of expression should not match their marriage in name only. Ji Ruan was distracted and suddenly felt a slight discomfort.
While the manager was going to ask the designer, he gently tugged at Gu Xiuyi's sleeve. Gu Xiuyi turned around and leaned towards him quite naturally: "What's wrong?"
Ji Ruan bit her lip and whispered in his ear, "We are not really getting married, is it necessary to be so serious?"
Gu Xiuyi looked at him steadily for a while, without explaining the marriage, and only said:
"This is something we're going to wear on our hands for the next three years. Do you want to get one that you don't like?"
Ji Ruan was stunned.
Gu Xiuyi's eyes are very dark in color. When he looks at people closely, even if he is as calm as a deep pool, he will show a special kind of concentration.
Ji Ruan seemed to suddenly understand why the original owner liked Gu Xiuyi so much.
For a person who is already somewhat moved, seeing this kind of look, it is hard not to make self-indulgent guesses, wondering if the other person cares about him or her a little bit as well.
Fortunately, he is not the Ji Ruan in the original book.
Ji Ruan let go of Gu Xiuyi's sleeve and smiled: "I know."
The designer made sketches of several styles according to Gu Xiuyi's requirements. Ji Ruan was curled up on the sofa and was drowsy while waiting. When Gu Xiuyi pulled him up to ask for his opinion, his eyes were blurry.
"Now it's just the most basic style," Gu Xiuyi explained, "You pick a few, and they will go down to perfect the more detailed design drawings."
The designer was also looking at Ji Ruan with eager eyes across the table.
But faced with a row of sketches, Ji Ruan was in a dilemma. He never thought that his aesthetic taste was so straight-forward. He couldn't actually tell the difference between these styles.
After two seconds of stalemate, Ji Ruan resolutely gave up.
He suddenly leaned towards Gu Xiuyi, resting his chin on his shoulder, and smiled at the designer, his voice soft:
"He calls the shots."
No man can resist the feeling of being the boss in front of outsiders.
Almost as soon as Ji Ruan finished speaking, Gu Xiuyi's body stiffened slightly, and then his back seemed to straighten a little, and his expressionless face emanated a refreshed feeling from the inside out.
The designer immediately smiled with longing: "You two are so in love!"
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